Can you guess whose ear this is?
If you can’t guess, then you don’t know us very well, and I disapprove of that.
-Gus
It’s that time of year again, when mum and dad stink up the house with their weird food.
Dad says we have lots to be thankful for, like having each other to snuggle with.
Of course I don’t know what he’s talking about – it’s a trick of the light that we look like we’re snuggling here.
Personally I’m thankful for cranberries and clean litterboxes. Betsy says she’s thankful for carrots and mum. What is everybun else thankful for?
-Gus
Um, dad? What is THAT thing doing out? You’d better not be getting any ideas…
Ugh. In case you couldn’t guess, dad DID get some ideas, and after some scrambling on my part, he managed to force me in there, and drive me all the way to the vet.
The only good part of all this is that the vet visit was nice and short. The vet told dad that I am in excellent health – well, duh, dad, I could have told you that.
Apparently my abscess is completely gone and the infection which caused it has not come back yet, and now that 3 months have passed, it’s not likely to come back again either. So it looks like I’m in the clear.
But geez, did we really need to go to the vet to find this out? Somehow, I’d like to think we didn’t.
-Betsy
Listen, dad, I don’t care if we just got some big, early, unexpectedly heavy snowstorm that knocked down trees and branches everywhere and left 2.5 million people in the NJ/NY/CT area without power (including us, until just tonight). That is NO EXCUSE for bringing us breakfast LATE.
Next time, I expect you to get up on time and feed us on schedule. Got it?
-Betsy
Gus was taking a nap in the (freshly cleaned) litter box last night, so I took a turn at being the “guard bunny.” But then dad showed up with his camera.
Gus was asleep and I didn’t want dad to wake him up, so I selflessly took it upon myself to distract him…
Hi dad, got any treats for me? (I am very lady-like with my begging; do you see how I gracefully cross my paws when I stand up on my hind legs?)
My plan worked – Gus was able to keep sleeping without being disturbed by dad.
(I may also have gotten some treats out of the deal.)
-Betsy
Today we came out from dad’s office to find him building us a new fort:
It’s pretty big! Unfortunately, dad also got rid of our beloved accordion tunnel.
We’ll see whether this replacement is any good… and if it’s not… you’d better watch out, dad!
-Betsy
Dad is always saying that I like to lie in strange positions that don’t look comfortable.
Honestly, I don’t know what he’s talking about.
-Betsy